I see you and pull over, I push the button to wind the window down, you lean through the window.
“Are you going my way?”
You wink at me and I reach over and stroke your cheek.
“Of course foxy” I say “do you wanna ride?”
You open the door and slide into the seat your legs extended in their tights beyond the hemline of your skirt, your blouse is fastened to the last button and your jacket hides your curvy figure.
Your hand slides across onto my thigh and rubs my leg.
I put the car into gear and accelerate away from the kerb, you lean forward and remove your jacket as the air con kicks in.
I change gear and take the opportunity to brush my hand across your lap.
I watch as you reach down and pull your skirt up, and thread your legs, it’s then that I realise you don’t have any underwear on. My eyes are drawn across to your pussy and I’m aching to touch you.
I reach across and you grab my hand and guide it between your thighs, your finger guiding mine to your clit and I begin to stroke slowly.
I soon need to concentrate, but you take over and make yourself cum as I intently try and find somewhere secluded to park.
I find a side street and you reach across to free my hard cock from my pants. You lean in and kiss me then your mouth descends onto me sucking you hungrily until I come in your mouth.
I roll you back across onto the passenger chair and climb across, parting your legs and sliding my hot length into your wet cunt.
“Fuck me hard” you groan into my ear “fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before”
I do as I’m told and it’s minutes before I come inside you.
We kiss and you tell me that it’s about time we got to the meeting. I know it is, maybe there’ll be time on the way back for a repeat performance.
Monday, 20 March 2006
Wednesday, 8 March 2006
RingRing
“It’s me.” I say as you answer the phone.
“Good” you say, I’ve been waiting for you”
“I hope you didn’t start without me,” I joke and let out a short laugh.
“Oh no babe,” you begin, “I’m wearing exactly what you asked.”
“Describe it for me.”
“Well,” I can hear the excitement in your voice, “I have a lacy black bra on, the balcony one you want, it pushes my tits up, makes them look huge. The matching shorts show off my ass, and the suspenders and stockings are just so, I’m running my fingers over the stocking tops.”
“Don’t touch yourself yet,” I scold, “you must only do as you are told.”
I love it when you dress like this, you look classy, sexy. I especially love taking you out with these under your clothes, I know that I’m going to peel them off and see my present.
“Do you have the other things?”
“Yes!”
“Lie on your back.” I instruct you. “run your fingers down your sides, pretend that they are mine, does it feel nice.”
“Yes,” you breathe, “I wish you were there”
“I know smooch, but I can’t be at the moment, it won’t be long now though.”
You describe how you are stroking your neck, how your fingers wander to your breasts and you rub your nipples through your Bra. I can hear your breath growing slower and deeper.
“Are you wet?” I ask
“I’m soaking, I have been all day, just thinking about speaking to you.”
“What do you want to do next?”
“I want to touch myself, I want to rub my clit.”
“Get your bullet”
“I want to use my fingers”
“I know honey, but I can’t let you yet”
I hear you groan, and when I tell you to turn it on, I can hear the buzz start.
“Rub it on your lips, don’t touch your clit until I tell you to.”
I hear you start to groan as the vibrations move through your pussy.
“Does it feel nice?”
“Mmmmmm,” you moan “it feels really good, I wish it was your tongue though”
“I know, I wish I was there too.”
Your moans increase and all of a sudden I hear you whine.
“Please,” you beg, “let me touch myself”
“Have you been good enough today?” I ask
“I have,” you say through gritted teeth.
“Do you want to come?” I enquire
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss.”
“Shall I let you touch your clit?”
“Please,” that word so quiet, I know you’re ready.
“Cum for me baby.” I say and I can hear your breathing change, you put the phone on your body as agreed and I hear you stroking yourself, the cry of my name coinciding with the sound becoming muffled, your groans increasing and then subsiding.
I wait for you, I know you’re in ecstasy my hand moving up and down my cock, I reach my own climax in seconds.
“I hope you’re still there.” You demand
“Oh, I’m still here,” I reply, “you don’t get rid of me that easily.”
“Did I go solo?”
“No, I enjoyed listening a lot.”
“I’m sleepy now.” You tell me and I smile.
“You go to sleep, we’ll catch up tomorrow”
“Good” you say, I’ve been waiting for you”
“I hope you didn’t start without me,” I joke and let out a short laugh.
“Oh no babe,” you begin, “I’m wearing exactly what you asked.”
“Describe it for me.”
“Well,” I can hear the excitement in your voice, “I have a lacy black bra on, the balcony one you want, it pushes my tits up, makes them look huge. The matching shorts show off my ass, and the suspenders and stockings are just so, I’m running my fingers over the stocking tops.”
“Don’t touch yourself yet,” I scold, “you must only do as you are told.”
I love it when you dress like this, you look classy, sexy. I especially love taking you out with these under your clothes, I know that I’m going to peel them off and see my present.
“Do you have the other things?”
“Yes!”
“Lie on your back.” I instruct you. “run your fingers down your sides, pretend that they are mine, does it feel nice.”
“Yes,” you breathe, “I wish you were there”
“I know smooch, but I can’t be at the moment, it won’t be long now though.”
You describe how you are stroking your neck, how your fingers wander to your breasts and you rub your nipples through your Bra. I can hear your breath growing slower and deeper.
“Are you wet?” I ask
“I’m soaking, I have been all day, just thinking about speaking to you.”
“What do you want to do next?”
“I want to touch myself, I want to rub my clit.”
“Get your bullet”
“I want to use my fingers”
“I know honey, but I can’t let you yet”
I hear you groan, and when I tell you to turn it on, I can hear the buzz start.
“Rub it on your lips, don’t touch your clit until I tell you to.”
I hear you start to groan as the vibrations move through your pussy.
“Does it feel nice?”
“Mmmmmm,” you moan “it feels really good, I wish it was your tongue though”
“I know, I wish I was there too.”
Your moans increase and all of a sudden I hear you whine.
“Please,” you beg, “let me touch myself”
“Have you been good enough today?” I ask
“I have,” you say through gritted teeth.
“Do you want to come?” I enquire
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss.”
“Shall I let you touch your clit?”
“Please,” that word so quiet, I know you’re ready.
“Cum for me baby.” I say and I can hear your breathing change, you put the phone on your body as agreed and I hear you stroking yourself, the cry of my name coinciding with the sound becoming muffled, your groans increasing and then subsiding.
I wait for you, I know you’re in ecstasy my hand moving up and down my cock, I reach my own climax in seconds.
“I hope you’re still there.” You demand
“Oh, I’m still here,” I reply, “you don’t get rid of me that easily.”
“Did I go solo?”
“No, I enjoyed listening a lot.”
“I’m sleepy now.” You tell me and I smile.
“You go to sleep, we’ll catch up tomorrow”
Tuesday, 7 March 2006
Stormy Night
The wheels bumped over the cats eyes as she pulled off the motorway and bore left at the roundabout. She’d done this route lots of times, this was the Hotel she always stayed at when she was up at the Scotland Office.
The rain was lashing on the windows and roof of the car, the wipers flashing backwards and forwards and the music rumbled low in the background as she struggled to see the road through the windscreen, the streetlights illuminated the water on the glass rather than showing her the road.
A couple of miles further down, the car is motoring, the lights in the petrol station pass on the left and she puts her foot down, it’s been a long drive and she’s aching to get into a hot bath, she knows these roads so well that she moves the car right on the corner to avoid the pothole she can’t see in the dark, and then moves back in towards the side.
An orange warning light comes on the dash, she’s not seen it before and doesn’t know what it’s for, but she presses on to get to the hotel, she’ll deal with it in the morning when it’s light again. Another light comes on and she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach, the engine starts to misfire and as she pulls into the side of the road, the engine stops and the headlights die.
Turning the key in the ignition a couple of times, she knows it’s not going to start, but she tries again. Banging her hand on the steering wheel in anger, she almost laughs when she realizes that the horn wasn’t working.
Reaching for her handbag, she pulled her mobile phone out to find that there was no signal, her anger boiled over and she threw her phone into the footwell on the passenger side.
The dark began to close in on her, the road isn’t busy enough to deserve street lights, and with the lights in her car dead, the forest on the right looks closer now and she can’t see any detail of where she is, or what’s around.
She thinks about looking under the bonnet, but doesn’t know the first thing about anything under there and with the lights going off, she’s guessing it could be the battery. The darkness of the night really makes her nervous, she knows that it’s a good couple of miles back to the petrol station, and this isn’t a city, there’s no saying that there’s anyone there. The Hotel is a fair way down this road, a good 30 minute drive, she can’t remember ever seeing between here and there.
Turning in her seat, she can’t see any lights and can’t decide what to do, her coat’s in the boot and she’ll get soaking even getting that.
She’s wondering if anyone will pass, the road isn’t a busy one, but it’s the main road between the motorway and the town, maybe someone will pass, she decides to stay put with the car, at least she’ll be dry, even if she’s not too warm.
After nearly an hour of shivering, she’s wondering about going back to the petrol station, when she catches a glint of light out of the corner of her eye and realizes it’s a light in the wing mirror. Throwing the door open, she almost falls into the road, her white blouse clinging to her skin as the rain soaked through it. The car slowed down and pulled in behind hers, the door opened and a tall man stepped out. She quickly explained that her car had broken down, and he ushers her to his passenger side, putting her in the car before going around the back of the car, opening the boot and then getting in too.
When the doors are closed, he offers a fleecy blanket to put over herself.
“I got stuck in the snow a few years ago,” he begins, “ I never go anywhere without a blanket and a flask now, especially not if I’m driving miles like tonight”
He reaches behind her and retrieves a flask. He explains that he’s driven across from the other coast as he pours her a hot cup of coffee, she takes it gratefully in cold fingers and carefully sips a little, the liquid warming her through and over the next five minutes she drinks the coffee and starts to feel warm. He turned the engine on, the warmth flooded from the vents, and the radio sparked into life, she recognized the song, but couldn’t place it.
He got his phone out and managed to get a signal, she thanked him and rang the breakdown service, they apologized that they’d be a couple of hours, she made the mistake of saying that she wasn’t alone, and then felt guilty.
“I’ll sit in my car, thanks for stopping and the coffee.” She turned to get out, but he put his hand on her arm. “Wait here, it’s OK, I’m in no hurry and you’ll freeze without any heat.”
They chatted for a while and in the middle of a laugh, she reached across and put her hand on his arm, he leaned in and all of sudden they were kissing, she feels her arm move across his torso and pull him closer. Their hands are all over each other, his fingers trailing up her legs below her skirt and her hand reaching for his pants, but their arms keep getting in each other’s way, she manages to free his cock and stroke it, he’s fingering her and his tongue runs around her mouth.
She wants him, but his car’s only small and there’s no way to be comfortable. Opening the door, she walks around in the pouring rain, perching herself on his bonnet. He soon gets the idea and follows her out of the car, the headlights shining on him momentarily before he stands before her, he grips her and lifts her onto the bonnet, pulling her legs apart and exposing her pussy to him. She lies back hair face raised to the heavens as the rain makes her blouse cling to her breasts, her hands holding onto the metal to stop herself sliding off.
He’s on top of her, kissing her, undoing her top, scooping her tits out of her bra, his hand goes between her legs and he pulls the material out of the way, pulling his pants down and in one smooth thrust, entering her. She clings to his shoulders as she feels him inside her, his lips on her neck, her knees in the air as he plunges his cock in again and again, hard and fast, she knows she’s slipping, but she can’t bring herself to let go of him, his strong body holding her and she can feel herself building up, she pushes back as best she can, she urges him faster and within minutes he’s pulled out and cum on her thighs.
Climbing off the car, she looks down to see herself wet through, clothes dirty from the car and disheveled to say the least.
Moving back to her car, she opens the boot and reaches into a bag for some clothes, finding something appropriate, she dresses and puts a coat on, they move back into his car and another cup of tea is offered. Soon after the breakdown truck arrives, and she thanks him while her car is hooked up to the back of it.
He smiles and thanks her for keeping him entertained with a wink, before getting in his car and driving off.
That bath is looking a lot more appealing, and at least now she’ll have something to think about while she’s relaxing.
The rain was lashing on the windows and roof of the car, the wipers flashing backwards and forwards and the music rumbled low in the background as she struggled to see the road through the windscreen, the streetlights illuminated the water on the glass rather than showing her the road.
A couple of miles further down, the car is motoring, the lights in the petrol station pass on the left and she puts her foot down, it’s been a long drive and she’s aching to get into a hot bath, she knows these roads so well that she moves the car right on the corner to avoid the pothole she can’t see in the dark, and then moves back in towards the side.
An orange warning light comes on the dash, she’s not seen it before and doesn’t know what it’s for, but she presses on to get to the hotel, she’ll deal with it in the morning when it’s light again. Another light comes on and she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach, the engine starts to misfire and as she pulls into the side of the road, the engine stops and the headlights die.
Turning the key in the ignition a couple of times, she knows it’s not going to start, but she tries again. Banging her hand on the steering wheel in anger, she almost laughs when she realizes that the horn wasn’t working.
Reaching for her handbag, she pulled her mobile phone out to find that there was no signal, her anger boiled over and she threw her phone into the footwell on the passenger side.
The dark began to close in on her, the road isn’t busy enough to deserve street lights, and with the lights in her car dead, the forest on the right looks closer now and she can’t see any detail of where she is, or what’s around.
She thinks about looking under the bonnet, but doesn’t know the first thing about anything under there and with the lights going off, she’s guessing it could be the battery. The darkness of the night really makes her nervous, she knows that it’s a good couple of miles back to the petrol station, and this isn’t a city, there’s no saying that there’s anyone there. The Hotel is a fair way down this road, a good 30 minute drive, she can’t remember ever seeing between here and there.
Turning in her seat, she can’t see any lights and can’t decide what to do, her coat’s in the boot and she’ll get soaking even getting that.
She’s wondering if anyone will pass, the road isn’t a busy one, but it’s the main road between the motorway and the town, maybe someone will pass, she decides to stay put with the car, at least she’ll be dry, even if she’s not too warm.
After nearly an hour of shivering, she’s wondering about going back to the petrol station, when she catches a glint of light out of the corner of her eye and realizes it’s a light in the wing mirror. Throwing the door open, she almost falls into the road, her white blouse clinging to her skin as the rain soaked through it. The car slowed down and pulled in behind hers, the door opened and a tall man stepped out. She quickly explained that her car had broken down, and he ushers her to his passenger side, putting her in the car before going around the back of the car, opening the boot and then getting in too.
When the doors are closed, he offers a fleecy blanket to put over herself.
“I got stuck in the snow a few years ago,” he begins, “ I never go anywhere without a blanket and a flask now, especially not if I’m driving miles like tonight”
He reaches behind her and retrieves a flask. He explains that he’s driven across from the other coast as he pours her a hot cup of coffee, she takes it gratefully in cold fingers and carefully sips a little, the liquid warming her through and over the next five minutes she drinks the coffee and starts to feel warm. He turned the engine on, the warmth flooded from the vents, and the radio sparked into life, she recognized the song, but couldn’t place it.
He got his phone out and managed to get a signal, she thanked him and rang the breakdown service, they apologized that they’d be a couple of hours, she made the mistake of saying that she wasn’t alone, and then felt guilty.
“I’ll sit in my car, thanks for stopping and the coffee.” She turned to get out, but he put his hand on her arm. “Wait here, it’s OK, I’m in no hurry and you’ll freeze without any heat.”
They chatted for a while and in the middle of a laugh, she reached across and put her hand on his arm, he leaned in and all of sudden they were kissing, she feels her arm move across his torso and pull him closer. Their hands are all over each other, his fingers trailing up her legs below her skirt and her hand reaching for his pants, but their arms keep getting in each other’s way, she manages to free his cock and stroke it, he’s fingering her and his tongue runs around her mouth.
She wants him, but his car’s only small and there’s no way to be comfortable. Opening the door, she walks around in the pouring rain, perching herself on his bonnet. He soon gets the idea and follows her out of the car, the headlights shining on him momentarily before he stands before her, he grips her and lifts her onto the bonnet, pulling her legs apart and exposing her pussy to him. She lies back hair face raised to the heavens as the rain makes her blouse cling to her breasts, her hands holding onto the metal to stop herself sliding off.
He’s on top of her, kissing her, undoing her top, scooping her tits out of her bra, his hand goes between her legs and he pulls the material out of the way, pulling his pants down and in one smooth thrust, entering her. She clings to his shoulders as she feels him inside her, his lips on her neck, her knees in the air as he plunges his cock in again and again, hard and fast, she knows she’s slipping, but she can’t bring herself to let go of him, his strong body holding her and she can feel herself building up, she pushes back as best she can, she urges him faster and within minutes he’s pulled out and cum on her thighs.
Climbing off the car, she looks down to see herself wet through, clothes dirty from the car and disheveled to say the least.
Moving back to her car, she opens the boot and reaches into a bag for some clothes, finding something appropriate, she dresses and puts a coat on, they move back into his car and another cup of tea is offered. Soon after the breakdown truck arrives, and she thanks him while her car is hooked up to the back of it.
He smiles and thanks her for keeping him entertained with a wink, before getting in his car and driving off.
That bath is looking a lot more appealing, and at least now she’ll have something to think about while she’s relaxing.
Friday, 3 March 2006
Bound 2
She kneels before me, her hands taped behind her back, completely naked.
leaning forward, she licks my head, her lips kiss him and her tongue hungrily touches every inch of the length.
She leans back, looks into my eyes.
"Can I suck you?" she asks, she know the answer, but knows better than to presume.
I nod and she eases forward, her lips sliding over my head and slowly easing down to the base. she eases back and then slides her lips back over the head to kiss him.
She starts to lick, but I grab the back of her head and push myself into her mouth, she doesn't struggle, I push her on, she pulls off, I push her further on, she moves back and I allow her a breath before I push her back onto me.
After a while, I let her breathe and she gasps for air.
"Undo me" she says, looking behind her.
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"I want to rub myself while I suck you off"
The idea turns me on and I remove the tape, I watch her move as she puts my cock back in her mouth, and her other hand goes between those fantastic legs, I can't see what she's doing, but can imagine what's happening.
I come in her mouth and she comes on her own fingers, I take her hand and put her fingers in my mouth while I lick that juice from them.
Now we're warmed up, the night is young, and I have plenty more to do to you.
leaning forward, she licks my head, her lips kiss him and her tongue hungrily touches every inch of the length.
She leans back, looks into my eyes.
"Can I suck you?" she asks, she know the answer, but knows better than to presume.
I nod and she eases forward, her lips sliding over my head and slowly easing down to the base. she eases back and then slides her lips back over the head to kiss him.
She starts to lick, but I grab the back of her head and push myself into her mouth, she doesn't struggle, I push her on, she pulls off, I push her further on, she moves back and I allow her a breath before I push her back onto me.
After a while, I let her breathe and she gasps for air.
"Undo me" she says, looking behind her.
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"I want to rub myself while I suck you off"
The idea turns me on and I remove the tape, I watch her move as she puts my cock back in her mouth, and her other hand goes between those fantastic legs, I can't see what she's doing, but can imagine what's happening.
I come in her mouth and she comes on her own fingers, I take her hand and put her fingers in my mouth while I lick that juice from them.
Now we're warmed up, the night is young, and I have plenty more to do to you.
Saturday, 25 February 2006
Nightclubbing
You told me to meet you there, you promised it would be worth it. I made my way through the front door to the desk and paid my money to get in. The music was already pounding and I recognise the tune.
Stepping into the main area, I go and check my jacket before heading to get a drink. I reach out a hand and attract the attention of the barmaid, she wanders over and I point to bottles at the back of the bar mouthing the words of JD and Coke. It takes two attempts until she understands me and within a minute my drink is in my hand, I give her a large tip and make eye contact, she’ll remember me and I’ll get served quickly next time I go to the bar.
Turning to face the dance floor, I casually glance around, trying to catch a glimpse of your figure moving to the music, but I’m out of luck and after I finish my drink I head down to dance myself.
‘You’re not here yet’ I rationalise it to myself. I know that I’m not late, and you do like to make an entrance. As I’m about to step out onto the wooden floor, I catch a glimpse of your die straight hair, it’s you and you’re dancing with someone. A pang of jealousy makes me pause, but I ease my way across the dance floor, cut past you and move towards some women dancing as a group. I catch the eye of one of them and she keeps an eye on me as I start to dance, she’s playing it safe, seeing if I can move before she commits to give me all of her attention. After a few seconds, she turns and then I’m dancing with her.
The next track kicks in and it’s a higher tempo number, I pull her close and writhe against her, as we turn, I look in your direction and you’re as close to your conquest, it makes me ache to see you like that, but I push that aggression into keeping up with the music.
I dance for a while, but I need a drink. Walking past you, you signal for a drink, your companion looks a little put out, I don’t even acknowledge your signal, but you know I’ve seen you.
I go back to the bar and the girl behind it recognises me instantly, finishing serving someone else, she moves right over and provides me with a couple of drinks, lifting them carefully from the bar I go in search of you, I find you standing by the rail at the edge of the floor, Your Black pants and Red top show off the figure that I ache to get my hands on. I stand behind you and pass you your drink, you take a swig before I wrap my arms around you.
We’re both hot, and you’re moving to the beat as I finish my drink quickly and put my glass on the table, you take another mouthful of yours and as you do, I take the opportunity to kiss your neck. You’re loving the attention, maybe you’re looking at the guy you were dancing with, what you’re not expecting is my next move.
I ease my right hand under your top and slide my fingers under your waistband and down into your knickers, you adjust your stance and open your legs, leaning back on me for support, you now know what’s coming.
I slide my fingers between your lips and within seconds I’m stroking your clit, licking and kissing your neck. You put your bottle down and your arms reach up to hold my head as I work the bud with my fingers. Your body is working to it’s own rhythm now, you can’t even hear the music as I work you into a lather. Your hands are messing with my hair, you turn your head and your tongue reaches for my mouth, I respond and I know that with all of these people around us, you’re about to cum. Your tongue is thrashing between my lips, responding to my fingers.
Your body starts to shake and my left arm grips you tightly to make sure you’re supported. Your hands can’t hold onto me and you gradually relax. You turn and give me a long kiss, raising the fingers I’ve had between your legs to put them in your own mouth, your tongue cleaning them off.
We embrace for a moment, eyes locked, but I know that as soon as the next track comes on, I’ll be led back out onto the floor and I’ll be spending the night within inches of you, working up to the moment we get in that taxi heading to mine for the après dance.
Stepping into the main area, I go and check my jacket before heading to get a drink. I reach out a hand and attract the attention of the barmaid, she wanders over and I point to bottles at the back of the bar mouthing the words of JD and Coke. It takes two attempts until she understands me and within a minute my drink is in my hand, I give her a large tip and make eye contact, she’ll remember me and I’ll get served quickly next time I go to the bar.
Turning to face the dance floor, I casually glance around, trying to catch a glimpse of your figure moving to the music, but I’m out of luck and after I finish my drink I head down to dance myself.
‘You’re not here yet’ I rationalise it to myself. I know that I’m not late, and you do like to make an entrance. As I’m about to step out onto the wooden floor, I catch a glimpse of your die straight hair, it’s you and you’re dancing with someone. A pang of jealousy makes me pause, but I ease my way across the dance floor, cut past you and move towards some women dancing as a group. I catch the eye of one of them and she keeps an eye on me as I start to dance, she’s playing it safe, seeing if I can move before she commits to give me all of her attention. After a few seconds, she turns and then I’m dancing with her.
The next track kicks in and it’s a higher tempo number, I pull her close and writhe against her, as we turn, I look in your direction and you’re as close to your conquest, it makes me ache to see you like that, but I push that aggression into keeping up with the music.
I dance for a while, but I need a drink. Walking past you, you signal for a drink, your companion looks a little put out, I don’t even acknowledge your signal, but you know I’ve seen you.
I go back to the bar and the girl behind it recognises me instantly, finishing serving someone else, she moves right over and provides me with a couple of drinks, lifting them carefully from the bar I go in search of you, I find you standing by the rail at the edge of the floor, Your Black pants and Red top show off the figure that I ache to get my hands on. I stand behind you and pass you your drink, you take a swig before I wrap my arms around you.
We’re both hot, and you’re moving to the beat as I finish my drink quickly and put my glass on the table, you take another mouthful of yours and as you do, I take the opportunity to kiss your neck. You’re loving the attention, maybe you’re looking at the guy you were dancing with, what you’re not expecting is my next move.
I ease my right hand under your top and slide my fingers under your waistband and down into your knickers, you adjust your stance and open your legs, leaning back on me for support, you now know what’s coming.
I slide my fingers between your lips and within seconds I’m stroking your clit, licking and kissing your neck. You put your bottle down and your arms reach up to hold my head as I work the bud with my fingers. Your body is working to it’s own rhythm now, you can’t even hear the music as I work you into a lather. Your hands are messing with my hair, you turn your head and your tongue reaches for my mouth, I respond and I know that with all of these people around us, you’re about to cum. Your tongue is thrashing between my lips, responding to my fingers.
Your body starts to shake and my left arm grips you tightly to make sure you’re supported. Your hands can’t hold onto me and you gradually relax. You turn and give me a long kiss, raising the fingers I’ve had between your legs to put them in your own mouth, your tongue cleaning them off.
We embrace for a moment, eyes locked, but I know that as soon as the next track comes on, I’ll be led back out onto the floor and I’ll be spending the night within inches of you, working up to the moment we get in that taxi heading to mine for the après dance.
Friday, 24 February 2006
Time Together - Part 3
The meal at the Italian was a surprise to her, she’d been expecting a quick drink and off to bed, but I was intent to make the most of our time together and wanted to do what normal couples do, so I ushered her into a cab and we were driven to an expensive yet understated restaurant.
Our table was in a discrete area, one that wasn’t well lit. We spent the night eating, chatting, holding hands and laughing, all of the things we didn’t normally get to do. This wasn’t a snatched lunch or a meal that was rushed so that we didn’t get spotted, this was our time.
The meal finished, the bill paid, we wandered back leisurely along the river, holding hands, stopping to kiss, linking arms and cuddling together. The cool evening air, cooling our urge to pounce but as we got closer to the hotel, I dragged her from the pathway, behind a wall. Leaning on the brickwork and pulled her close, out lips met and our hands wandered freely, stroking, touching. I lifted the back of your dress and my fingers sought out the edge of the now exposed underwear, tracing the lace from the waistband down the cheek to the furrow between her arse and shapely leg.
A few minutes spent there, raising the anticipation. I felt you reach for my belt but I held your hand for a second and raised it up to my neck. You could feel my arousal but I wouldn’t let you satiate it. It was driving you mad, me too, but I have plans and they don’t involve going alfresco, not as such anyway.
After a short while, I stopped teasing you and led you by the hand to the hotel, the lift carried us to our floor and I used my key to let us in. You walked in first and I watched as you sat calmly on the edge of the bed. You were onto me, you knew I was playing it cool, I’m not going to rush, so you wait.
I removed my tie, and moved towards you, but you stood and stepped over to the window, looking out at the city, hands on the glass. I watched you for a few seconds then eased up behind you, my arms around you, my lips on your neck, holding you close.
Your head lolled backwards as you enjoyed my lips and my hands slide up over your curves, then back down to the hemline of your dress before I carefully lift it so that I slowly unveil your fabulous body, framed perfectly by the lingerie I chose for you.
You allowed me to remove your dress and put your hands back on the glass, I undressed and stepped behind you again, my hands, tongue and lips moving all over your body, while you stood against the window, my movements sometimes caught you unawares and you pushed me away, but I was soon back with my desire to turn you on and tease you at the same time. Occasionally I saw you looking at me in the glass, your face covered in smiles. I stood up and unhooked your bra, throwing it onto the bed before reaching around and stroking around your breasts, circling in towards the nipples and when my fingers began to pinch them, they were already erect, begging for attention and I spent the time on them while you ground your arse into my cock.
At one time you removed your hand from the glass, but I growled at you to put it back and after a brief hesitation, you complied. I knew you were enjoying my touch, but wasn’t aware how much until you groaned
“Fuck me.”
I stopped in my tracks, you were seriously turned on and I knew what I had to do. Pulling your panties to one side, I played a finger over your lips and then eased myself into you. Pulling you close I kissed your neck again.
“Isn’t it beautiful,” you moaned, “and I knew you were looking out on the city, pressed up against the window, your arms long since bent, you tits up against the cold glass and anyone looking in this direction would have seen you and I in the act of fucking. It didn’t take long, the teasing that had been happening all evening had us both in a frenzy and we came fast and hard, as close as we could be, but looking at the lights of the city. You collapsed against the glass and I push you hard against it biting your shoulder.
We collapsed to the ground and lay there for a few seconds recovering. Eventually I help you up and you climb into the bed. Tonight’s going to be a first, we’re going to actually fall asleep in the same bed, together and wake up together, but before then, we’re going to explore and probe, love and kiss, cum and swallow, bend and stretch. You know that I’m going to make the most of this time and drive you wild…
Before we part again tomorrow and go back to our own separate lives, begging for the next time we see each other.
Our table was in a discrete area, one that wasn’t well lit. We spent the night eating, chatting, holding hands and laughing, all of the things we didn’t normally get to do. This wasn’t a snatched lunch or a meal that was rushed so that we didn’t get spotted, this was our time.
The meal finished, the bill paid, we wandered back leisurely along the river, holding hands, stopping to kiss, linking arms and cuddling together. The cool evening air, cooling our urge to pounce but as we got closer to the hotel, I dragged her from the pathway, behind a wall. Leaning on the brickwork and pulled her close, out lips met and our hands wandered freely, stroking, touching. I lifted the back of your dress and my fingers sought out the edge of the now exposed underwear, tracing the lace from the waistband down the cheek to the furrow between her arse and shapely leg.
A few minutes spent there, raising the anticipation. I felt you reach for my belt but I held your hand for a second and raised it up to my neck. You could feel my arousal but I wouldn’t let you satiate it. It was driving you mad, me too, but I have plans and they don’t involve going alfresco, not as such anyway.
After a short while, I stopped teasing you and led you by the hand to the hotel, the lift carried us to our floor and I used my key to let us in. You walked in first and I watched as you sat calmly on the edge of the bed. You were onto me, you knew I was playing it cool, I’m not going to rush, so you wait.
I removed my tie, and moved towards you, but you stood and stepped over to the window, looking out at the city, hands on the glass. I watched you for a few seconds then eased up behind you, my arms around you, my lips on your neck, holding you close.
Your head lolled backwards as you enjoyed my lips and my hands slide up over your curves, then back down to the hemline of your dress before I carefully lift it so that I slowly unveil your fabulous body, framed perfectly by the lingerie I chose for you.
You allowed me to remove your dress and put your hands back on the glass, I undressed and stepped behind you again, my hands, tongue and lips moving all over your body, while you stood against the window, my movements sometimes caught you unawares and you pushed me away, but I was soon back with my desire to turn you on and tease you at the same time. Occasionally I saw you looking at me in the glass, your face covered in smiles. I stood up and unhooked your bra, throwing it onto the bed before reaching around and stroking around your breasts, circling in towards the nipples and when my fingers began to pinch them, they were already erect, begging for attention and I spent the time on them while you ground your arse into my cock.
At one time you removed your hand from the glass, but I growled at you to put it back and after a brief hesitation, you complied. I knew you were enjoying my touch, but wasn’t aware how much until you groaned
“Fuck me.”
I stopped in my tracks, you were seriously turned on and I knew what I had to do. Pulling your panties to one side, I played a finger over your lips and then eased myself into you. Pulling you close I kissed your neck again.
“Isn’t it beautiful,” you moaned, “and I knew you were looking out on the city, pressed up against the window, your arms long since bent, you tits up against the cold glass and anyone looking in this direction would have seen you and I in the act of fucking. It didn’t take long, the teasing that had been happening all evening had us both in a frenzy and we came fast and hard, as close as we could be, but looking at the lights of the city. You collapsed against the glass and I push you hard against it biting your shoulder.
We collapsed to the ground and lay there for a few seconds recovering. Eventually I help you up and you climb into the bed. Tonight’s going to be a first, we’re going to actually fall asleep in the same bed, together and wake up together, but before then, we’re going to explore and probe, love and kiss, cum and swallow, bend and stretch. You know that I’m going to make the most of this time and drive you wild…
Before we part again tomorrow and go back to our own separate lives, begging for the next time we see each other.
I want
To dream of you to see you to catch your eye across a room to see your smile to move towards you to stand and talk to you to touch your hand to dance with you to wrap my arms around you to hold you to be so close I can smell you to whisper in your ear to smell your hair to stroke the nape of you neck to stroke your hair to kiss your neck to hold you tight to kiss your lips to feel your tongue in my mouth to feel your hands on my sides to feel the urgency in you to reach for the bottom of your top to remove it to feel your hands on my zip to reach for your tits and stroke them to feel your hands on my cock to watch you drop to your knees in front of me to feel your lips and tongue on me to feel your lips slide down my length to have you make me cum in your mouth to kiss you greedily afterwards to ease you out of your pants to lick your arse to bite your cheeks to push you onto your back to part your legs to lick your thighs to lick your lips to finger your pussy to touch your clit to lick you to orgasm to climb on top of you to thrust inside you to feel your hands holding onto me to feel you grip me to hold your legs up to get the right angle to fuck you hard and fast to hear you scream my name to roll off you to lie next to you to kiss your lips to look you in the eye to whisper your name to hold you tight to fall asleep.
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